The Supreme God

"But he is still too weak.

Why don't you ask someone stronger to fight me?"

Austin asked as he surveyed the old man.

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man and his men instantly froze in the position they were in. They found themselves unable to move at all.

As a result, hundreds of people from this gang stood there, unable to move.

"What is going on? How is this possible?"

The old man furrowed his eyebrows. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move a muscle, let alone lift a finger.

His body seemed to be controlled by a terrifyingly invisible force.

At this point, more and more people had begun to take notice of them.

They gathered at a safe distance, gawking at them and whispering to each other.

"Look over there. What are those people from the Green Bamboo Gang doing?

Are they making a movie or something?"

"I don't think so. Something doesn't seem right!"

Discussions erupted among the onlookers.

"Boy, who the hell are you and why are you doing this to us?"

the old man struggled to speak as he stared at Austin with fear.

"Ha-ha. I'm not telling you. Why should I?

What makes you think that you are worthy to know my name?

You'd better call for backup now, if you can.

If you can get Dent here, much better.

Otherwise, I will make you stay here for the rest of your lives, maybe until you rot,"

Austin said indifferently.

As soon as Austin finished his last sentence, the old man found that he could lift his finger.

Relieved, the elder immediately took out a communication tool.

Almost immediately, a light curtain appeared in front of him.

Before long,

a strong red-faced old man in his sixties showed up inside the light curtain.

"Sir, I've got bad news..."

The old man immediately filled the red-face elder in on what had just happened to them.

"What the hell?

I can't believe he could do that. This guy does have a few tricks up his sleeve." The red-faced elder didn't hide the surprise in his voice.

balls, going against us like that. It doesn't matter how strong you

to stare down on Austin as if he was looking at a

quickly

light curtain just vanished into

hearing what the red-faced elder said, the old man was elated, almost sure that he would be

After a short while,

from afar

was none other than the red-faced elder who had appeared

Bamboo

the Sun Sect of the Prime Martial World where I once

in the martial arts field in

strength shall soon surpass that of the

to himself as he watched the

idea what kind of force you are dealing with

Our sect..."

roared at the young man. He did not even wait until he was

you can do? You are still too weak. I

put

red-faced elder

eyes nor turn his head, as if a

the hell is happening? It

red-faced elder was both shocked and angry as he stared

attempted to unleash all his powers to break free but

some martial arts clan is

appears that we have messed

contemplated, beating himself

which sect

any misunderstanding between our sect

He now spoke

there is no misunderstanding

Dent to see me right now. I'm running

but looking at the red-faced elder straight

trying to be polite but you are

leader is not someone you

elder started

is all up to you at this point. If you don't get him here, then you are not

Austin just shrugged.

"Okay! Okay!

if you are indeed capable to fight against our

the red-faced elder huffed.

the crap! Contact

Austin snapped impatiently.

find that his hands could move

how powerful Austin was, his expression

petty tricks

no time and took out his communication

after, a serious-looking elder in traditional garments appeared in a new

be important. What's going

is the

told the man in the light curtain everything that had

whole story, the elder in traditional garments shifted his gaze from the red-face elder to

at the young man up and

man, who are

Tell me,

send you

elder in traditional garments mildly snapped